Leaning against the window in boredom, Sean played with the magic pocket watch in his hand.

It's a magical thing that allows the owner to inject a tiny amount of energy or xenoether into it to make this portable timer work for a long time, a must-have for professionals and nobles.

Sean knew that the world in which the soul he devoured had lived had similar items, and some of them were completely mechanically driven, allowing even ordinary people to use them freely.

It stands to reason that the construction of those things is not difficult, including the steam engine that once caused the industrial revolution in that world, etc., may not be simple for ordinary people, but for those geniuses who are unique, they may be able to study it with a flash of inspiration.

But here, in the Faeron plane, a world with a history of 4.6 billion years and a population of 400 billion years unchanged, these things have never appeared.

When he first understood this, Sean had only fear in his heart.

Feren's previous history has long been blurred, at least as an apprentice-level professional, he has no way of knowing, but there is no doubt who is behind the existence of being able to make so many people in the world of Faeron be fools for so long.

Overseeing the supreme power of the world, the eternal and unchanging administrator of Feren, the Eye of Judgment.

His gaze is always on the world, nothing can escape his control, as an alchemical life created by legends, he is a powerful existence in the world when no new legend is born.

While he didn't know what the Legends who created the Eye of Judgment had in mind, Sean had no intention of breaking their rules, and since the Legends didn't believe that technology should exist, he had to keep silent.

The tea on the table has gradually cooled, and the streets and squares in the distance have long been filled, and the bustling crowd gathers together, which seems to be very lively.

Watching the minute hand of his pocket watch jump from 44 to 45, Sean stood up from his desk, picked up the large bag with him, and walked out of the store.

There are more than 100 gold coins in the bag, and it feels heavy to carry it, but it is not a problem for professionals whose physique has been strengthened.

It's 6:45 p.m., less than fifteen minutes before the start of the auction that Frick said.

Although it is an auction before the market opens, in fact, before the market opens, there is already a lot of traffic here.

All kinds of small traders and vendors have set up stalls here, mainly selling groceries, food and drink, etc., and there are even some stalls with various games for people to play.

In addition, the more high-end places rented stores in advance, and the service crowd in these places was aristocrats and professionals, and ordinary people rarely frequented them.

Such a grand event will last for three days, and various activities will be carried out every night, which can be regarded as adding some spice to the numb life of the people, so that they can be more motivated to work and collect some people's wealth by the way.

The continent of Farun is vast and has many festivals, usually each place has its own unique festival, but there are also some festivals that are common to the whole continent.

The first is the all-important Snow Festival on January 1st.

The Ice and Snow Festival is the New Year of the Continent of Faerun, on which people put on new clothes and hold grand ice and snow festivals and other activities to celebrate the arrival of the new year.

The second is the three festivals that are slightly inferior to the Snow Festival, but are also very important, namely the Recovery Day on April 1, the Verdant Festival on July 1, and the Celebration Day on October 1.

Jusan is also known as the Harvest Festival, but people prefer the name Jubilee Day because the harvest time of the Rye, the main food product of the Faeron plane, is very flexible.

Yes, it's October 1st, and it's been about two months since Sean became a professional.

In the past two months, Sean has risen from level 1 to level 4 and has amassed a little bit of wealth, which may be spent immediately, but it is undoubtedly a good start.

After taking a moment to walk near the address where the auction was booked, Sean easily found the building.

Dazzling lights filled the streets, and soldiers with weapons in their hands stared ahead, these were the city guards of Lane City, and their immediate boss was the sheriff sent to Lane City by the Wagner Kingdom.

The participants in this auction were all powerful and professional people from Lane City, ordinary people did not even have the qualifications to enter the venue, and the items auctioned inside were also expensive, none of them were less than ten gold coins.

The auction hall had already opened, and the nobles and professionals of Lane City had entered, and Sean had followed the flow of people as one of them.

The venue is very large, divided into three floors, the center of the venue is a circular booth, participants sit around the circular booth, the ground floor is a row of tables and chairs, and the upper two floors are small private rooms and large private rooms.

The decoration of the auction hall is very luxurious, although it is a temporary renovation, but everywhere reflects the careful preparation of the organizers, and many aristocrats like to attend various high-end events.

Sean sat down at random and began to wait quietly.

This time, his goal is to find items that can quickly improve his combat power, as an alchemy mage, his combat skills are not very good, at least so far he has not learned any super magic skills.

A magic item or alchemy item can greatly increase his survival rate in the event of danger.

Soon after, the auction began, and with a familiar greeting from Sean, the fat shopkeeper Frick held a cylindrical object to his lips and stepped up to the booth.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Friends! Good evening, everyone! ”

Fryk's voice seemed to be amplified many times over, echoing throughout the room.

"Thank you for coming to our Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce auction! On behalf of the great official-level powerhouse and the helmsman of the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce, Lord Carl Margery, I would like to extend a warm welcome to all of you! ”

Warm applause rang out, and everyone present, including Sean, did not slack off in the slightest, which was the least respect for a formal-level powerhouse, even if only his name was present.

Looking at the prop in Fryk's hand, Sean thought to himself.

This is supposed to be a magical item that can amplify sound, but I don't know how the maker carved the complex runes and energy circuits into such a small cylinder, which is really clever.

After a lot of nonsense, the first auction item was finally brought to the stand.